"We tried to shut him[Percy] in a pyramid," he[George] told Harry. – Prisoner of Azkaban(Paperback) pg. 51.

"Mum'll never let you get away with this" cautioned Ron.

"Shut up, Ron" retorted Fred.

"'Course we will" argued George "we've got this all planned out".

"Yes, but is it going to work?" Ginny raised her eyebrow.

"Totally-"

"Of course-"

"Definitely".

Ron and Ginny shared a look of disbelief. Ginny sighed. "Right..." they said together.

Then the Weasleys visited a pyramid. It was hot stuffy and dark inside, Percy would just love it. Fred and George 'spotted' some hieroglyphics that their guide had forgotten to translate. And because Fred and George are so kind and generous, they pointed this out to Percy.

Percy was suspicious of Fred and George, but what could they do with mum so near? So Percy stayed behind to look at the hieroglyphs. Fred and George grinned at each other. Cue ominous music. Da da daaaaaaaa! And maniacal laughter. Mwahahahaha!

The pyramid, being stuffy and dusty, generally uncomfortable, no doubt everyone was pleased to get out. Except for the fact that there was a noticeable lack of pompous, red-headed smartness...

Percy was going to kill them. Seriously. He meant it. God, why had he been so stupid? He'd heard Fred and George talking about it last night! Percy was hot, tired and mad. None of which are comfortable, but mixed together, well, it was only a matter of time...

But until that time came, Percy was stuck in here. A hot, stuffy pyramid. Hopefully, someone would notice he was missing, yeah, yeah that was what would happen! Maybe, probably, possibly, kind-of, ish, no... Percy was going to go insane with this line of thinking, so he decided to formulate a plan.

Mrs. Weasley was tense. Where was Percy? Ron had told her that Fred and George had told him had told him to tell her that Percy had told them that he wanted to take some photos and use the toilet.

"Molly!" Mr. Weasley was running over, he looked distressed.

"What is it, Arthur?"

"Percy's lost, I went back to the car to get some food, and the clock says that Percy's lost". Mrs. Weasley's heart dropped into her stomach.

"Fred and George talked to him last" Mrs. Weasley remembered. Boy, they were in for it.

"Fred, George!" she bellowed.

"Yes, mum?" they said together, looking like butter wouldn't melt in their mouths.

"Where's Percy?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"Uhhh...he is...uh" they both began.

"In the toilet!" shouted Fred.

"Taking photos!" yelled George.

"Walking!".

"Running!".

"Crawling!".

"Dying!".

"Flying!".

"Being embalmed!".

"If you don't take me to him right now, you'll be getting howlers!" Mrs. Weasley screeched. Needless to say, Fred and George are hard, but not hard enough to stand up to Mrs. Weasley.

Hey! Anyway, before you start throwing things-

Woah! Who threw that?

Anyways, school's been sucking, I've been given an assignment on lab mice. Really. My science department is getting mice for this term and the Year 8s are looking after them. I give the poor chaps 3 days.

Over and out, Katie

P.S. I don't own Harry Potter and related people, objects and moustaches.